Master Feng Wu

Master Wang didn't respond to that.

Master Duanmu had been a Level 9 inscription master for years and had gained enough authority to hide the truth from the masses. He also had a close relationship with his superiors. Such a situation couldn't be changed overnight.

Luckily…

Master Wang patted his chest pocket, where he had put the ten drawings.

They were his only hope of building a fighter jet.

The drawings also enlightened him, making it possible for him to rise to Level 9.

At that thought, Master Wang looked at Feng Wu with gratitude.

Yue Ban followed Master Wang's gaze and smiled when he spotted Feng Wu. "Good things come in pairs. Congratulations, Master!"

Master Wang looked at Yue Ban in bewilderment. "What do you mean?"

Yue Ban said, "Master, you've become a Level 9 inscription master, and that's the first piece of good news. Another happy event is having a lovely junior sister!"

A lovely junior sister?